Becky looked to see if there were any changes in John's behavior, but so far there were none. But it had taken quite a bit of time with Jodi to get her to turn. So she had to be patient.

The funny thing was though, that Judith seemed to be responding to the subliminal messages already. Perhaps because she already was a girl, they sunk in quicker.

For example, Judith almost always wore pants, whether they were capris, jeans, hip-huggers, or some other variety. But lately, she was wearing skirts and dresses all of the time. It must have been the message playing over and over on the tape saying "You are a girl, and girls prefer to wear skirts. You love wearing skirts, and hate how restrictive it feels to wear pants. You only are happy when you wear a skirt."

She also seemed chattier, more like a teenage girl than a grown woman. This got John all reved up, and the two could be heard making love at night, the bedsprings squeaking. This made the girls giggle. They knew what was going on.

But Becky giggled even more, because she knew that it would be one of the last times that they did the act together. Soon, her stepfather would lose all sexual interest in women. He would want to become one instead.

* * *

At last, Becky noticed some subtle changes in the behavior of her stepfather. The way he talked was slightly different now, and he was starting to show signs of expressing emotions. Definitely a non-male behavioral trait. She also saw him reading her copy of Cosmo Girl, something he would never have looked at in the past.

Her conditioning was working on him! Just as it had for Jodi, back when she had been a boy. Now she could move forward with the next stage in the plan.

Becky knew that on Saturday night, her stepfather was going to see a basketball game with his buddies. She made sure to set it up that she was going to take Jodi over to a friend's house that night for a sleep over. And she made sure that they needed to leave around when John was going. So of course, he offered to drive them, wanting to appear eager to help the girls, especially Jodi.

Becky waited until almost the last minute, then started to apply her makeup, and to fix Jodi's hair.

"Come on girls, we need to get going" said John impatiently.

"We're almost ready dad!" she replied.

"We're going to be late!" he said.

"Dad! It takes time for girls to get ready" she replied in a huff.

She stalled for as long as possible, before finally letting Jodi carry their bag out to the car. John was upset because he was late now, and would miss the start of the game. He let his anger show a few times during the car ride.

The next day, Becky was sure to corner her mother, and talk about the situation.

"Mom, I don't think that Dad really understands girls" she said.

"Few men do, dear" replied Judith.

"Yes, but he was so mad at us for being late! But I can't go out of the house to see friend with my hair all a mess! And Jodi needs my help to get ready still. She's new to making herself all beautiful."

"You did a wonderful job of French braiding her hair."

"Thanks mom! But you see, dad just doesn't get it. He doesn't understand everything a girl has to do to get ready. He doesn't appreciate it. And he got all upset at us for taking so long."

"Typical man" replied Judith, shaking her head. She had been through the same thing many times with many men over the years.

"I want to teach him. I want him to understand, so that he'll never get upset at us again" said Becky.

"And just how do you propose to do that? I've been trying for years" replied Judith.

"Well, I don't know if you can do this, but I think it would be really cool if you could talk him into dressing up in your clothes for one night. Make him put on makeup, do his nails, and all that."

"Your stepfather would never do that" said Judith.

"Tell him its so that he can gain a better understanding of what Jodi has gone through. Think how thrilled Jodi would be to see her dad making an effort like that, to try and understand her. It might be what she needs to start getting close with him again."

Judith saw the wisdom in Becky's suggesting. She promised to speak to John.

That night, there was a long argument in the bedroom. There was no squeaking of the bedsprings that night, nor the next five nights. When Becky heard the rhythmic squeaking noise on the sixth night, she knew that he had caved in.

She snuck into the playroom to switch tapes, to one with slightly different messages.

* * *

On Friday night, the family was to stay home and watch a movie. The popcorn was popped, the soda was ready to pour, the VCR was ready to play the romantic comedy that Judith and Becky had selected for the family. The girls were on the couch, giggling and gossiping about school, but there was no sign of Judith and John.

"I wonder what's taking them so long?" said Jodi.

"I think I know. But I don't want to spoil the surprise" said Becky. "Anyway, did you see Phil at school today? Could you believe those flood pants he was wearing?"

The giggling started all over again.

Meanwhile, John was very uncomfortable in the bedroom. He was wearing silk panties and a bra, which had been stuffed full. Then Judith had him put on her pantyhose and a slip. He was red and blushing as she prepared the red dress for him to wear.

He thought that he would die from embarrassment, but it was funny; as soon as he put the dress on, and she zipped it shut in back, he felt *comfortable*. Even more than that, it somehow felt *right* to wear a dress. It was so much less constrictive than wearing pants. He wished that he could feel this good in his own clothes.

John did not protest at all as Judith put makeup on his face, and painted his nails.

"I like that color" he said as she expertly applied it with light strokes of the brush. She gave him a strange look, but concentrated on her work.

For a final touch, she pulled out a wig she had rented from the costume store for this occasion. John would become a blond for tonight, with long tresses reaching down below his shoulders. He almost looked pretty in his outfit.

He turned to look in the mirror, and felt the soft fine material of his dress brush against his pantyhose, which sent electric shivers up and down his spine. Every movement, every touch, every *feeling* was different once he put the dress on.

And he had to admit: so far, he liked it! It surprised him greatly, but it was true. He sprayed himself with some of Judith's favorite fragrance, then turned to head out the door.

"You look ravishing my dear" said Judith.

"As do you" he replied.

They strutted down the hallway, and into the living room.

"Dad!" said Jodi.

"Dad!" said Becky. They looked at each other.

"Sorry I took so long" he replied. "Now I understand why it took you girls so long. I'll never be angry with you again for taking a long time."

The girls gave him a big hug, and they all sat down to watch the movie. When it was done, they talked about the characters, their relationships, and what they liked (or didn't like) about the movie. They had such a great time, that John agreed to have a weekly "girl's movie night" from then on. It would help foster understanding between him and his daughters, and even his wife too.

John felt very sad as he undressed, and got ready for bed. When he took off his bra, he suddenly felt very inadequate, having such a poor flat chest. He looked longingly at his wife. She was so lucky to be a woman! He loved her so much.

They went to bed in each other's arms.

"Thank you for doing that for the girls. They really seemed to love it."

"You're welcome. I'll do that every week, for them."

He felt guilty not telling her that he couldn't wait for next week, so he could get into a dress again.

* * *

The next three weeks were the same: John hated his routine at work, and lived for Friday, so he could go home and become a woman. That night would be the highlight of his life, as he got to dress up, wear makeup, and be like a girl. He hated it when the night was over. The time would just fly by! It was so much more fun than his dull boring *male* life.

So when it was time for the annual family trip up north for a weekend at the lake in a rented cottage, he decided that it was a perfect time to allow himself to be a girl for the whole weekend.

He dressed up as usual once he got home. But rather than sitting down to watch a movie, they all piled into the car and drove up to Wisconsin for the weekend at the lake.

"For this weekend, my name is Linda. Nobody will know who I really am" he said.

"Sure thing, *Linda*" said Judith.

They all laughed and giggled.

A few hours later they arrived. The next door neighbor watched as two women and two younger girls unloaded their car, and brought their belongings into the cabin. He thought the blond was cute. He would be sure to introduce himself tomorrow. With four chicks, he would have high odds of at least one of them liking him.

* * *

That night, John slept in a nightie for the first time. He loved it, and swore to wear nighties from now on, even when he was forced to dress as a man. In the morning, when he showered he shaved his legs without really thinking about it. It only dawned on him when he was done, and he looked down at his smooth skin.

But that made him feel bad about all his chest hair. So that had to go, along with the hair from his armpits. By the time he was done, he had no body hair, and there was quite the hair clog in the shower drain. He remembered to clean it up when he got out of the shower.

John dressed up as a woman, and put on his makeup. He chose a shorter skirt so that he could get some sun on his legs, and show them off a bit. All three girls were very pleased at how he looked.

The went for a walk on the nature trail, then had a picnic lunch. They drove back to the cottage, and rested on the deck in back. The man from the place next door walked over with a six-pack of beer.

"Hello ladies. Can I offer you a drink?" he said. From the looks of him and his prominent belly, he had drunk quite a few beers in his time.

"No thank you" said Judith. "We don't drink beer. Only wine."

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